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Ahh, Slovenia. Land of surprise and delight. Here, Zhenya demonstrates a fresh raw milk vending machine. One euro a liter!
Photographer Eric Valli. I love the color quality of these photos. They remind me of the glossy pages of old National Geographics. Click through some of the other stories on his page, I liked Honey Hunters too.
Zhenya, Ana and I heard the strange music while standing on the triple bridge. At first I thought it was a saw player but as we got closer it was clear that the man was playing a homemade Theremin. His set-up included a PA system, mini disk player, CD player, all hacked into a homemade case and powered by a small gas generator 20 feet away and behind a sound baffle. Wonderful!
Just a few hours after posting the video on YouTube someone called copperleaves made this very informative comment:
The busker is Romanian thereminist, Benedict Popescu. Other videos of this very unusual musician playing his even more unusual theremin can be found here on YouTube.
Like tossed bananas in the skies,
The thin fruit flies like common yarrow;
Then’s the time to time the time flies
Like the time flies like an arrow. -Edison B. Schroeder 1966
The assignment was to show up to class and be unrecognizable. I took these photos quickly during a break, so some of us are out of character and others are very much in. It has only been a week since we put our costumes away and finished the focused character work but it feels like forever ago.
